aboutmepicShe sits, legs tossed over the arm of a faded chair, little face buried in a worn library copy of The Hobbit. Too-big brown eyes gobble up the words, faster than most seven-year-old minds could process — lost in the adventures of Bilbo Baggins.

Oh, that was me, by the way — being introduced to the love that would define the rest of my life.

I was, as mentioned, seven years old — a wide eyed, blond haired, part-time brat, full-time dreamer, bursting with stories. I was always someone else and somewhere else.

But I had never been anywhere quite like Middle Earth. I’d never been exposed to the kind of stakes I found in those battered pages. Nor had I ever experienced an epic battle between good and evil like I did when I devoured The Lord of the Rings a year or so later.

And some part of my mind just lit up. From then on, hours upon painstaking hours were spent on writing stories, reading stories, scrapping stories, refining stories, finishing stories. Then I grew up and figured that all that time writing shouldn’t go to waste, so I became a professional writer. Now I get paid to be a corporate blogger and content marketing manager, but my first love is still fiction.

In my (sometimes-very-Dilbert-esque) corporate world, I often find myself wishing for more places online that celebrated stories and talked about them meaningfully. Because for some of us, stories are so much more than entertainment. Then I figured – why not create a place like that myself? So A Crack in the Fourth Wall was born.

It’s a continual work in progress, of course – so I welcome any feedback my readers have. Between my full-time writing job in marketing and my spare-time writing job in noveling, I may not get to post as often as I like, but when I do, I hope I’m able to bring something of value to my fellow readers, writers, and dreamers in this world. Because you guys rock.